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"Pow, are you serious?"
Vi woke up from an odd sound, which was a lot louder than what Powder had expected. Powder was way too excited about her third-year entering project. It was a big deal for her, as her major is engineering.
"Oh- OH, good morn, Sis!!!", the younger one shouts from the living room, painting the last small detail. "What? This literally took me a shit ton of time, Vi, be nice, for fuck's sake!"
"You're lucky everyone's already at work," Vi's eyes widen at the clear view of her sister's invention, "Holy shit, Pow, I knew you were a little evil genius, but not to this point," She circles around it, laughing.
"I know, I know, no need to remind me I'm a smartass," Powder holds her chin comically, "I proudly present to you... AN ULTIMATE BREAKFAST MAKER!"
In front of her was a machine the size of a large microwave. It had four sections, a compact air-frier on the bottom right, a small grill on top of the frier and a whole coffee machine attached to it on the left. The whole thing was turquoise, yet Powder drew pink graffiti-ish drawings all around it with a sharpie.
Vi doesn't hold her laugh and pats her sister's head, "You are something else."
"Hehe, ready for work, fat hands? What's on today's list?" Powder gets back to painting her invention carefully, she still wanted to add a few more details.
"Piltie girls keep asking for pilates," Vi sighs, walking to the island on their kitchen to pour herself that very much cherished and needed cooled down americano, "I have posted about the job opening a few days ago, there already are a couple of responses. I asked them for interviews today."
"Ewww, did you agree to actually start pilates in your gym? Please, spare me of any further details, Miss Girlie Vi," Powder made sure to sound as grossed out as possible, jokingly putting her palms on her mouth.
"Oh, shut up. It's not that big of a deal anyway. I don't mind." Vi answers calmly. She's grown to understand that different people need different types of trainings. "Good luck with this printing press of yours."
The pink haired woman sips the last coffee drops and heads to get ready for the day. Today is important. She's never conducted an interview before, the only two other Vi's co-workers are Sevika, she was basically one of the closest family friends, with a deep sports passion, and Claggor, her brother. Clag's always loved sports as well. He was the first one to support Violet's idea with her own gym.
This gym was named after her father's bar - "The last drop". They thought it would be like a family brand, plus, Vi liked how this name makes sense for both, a bar and a gym. The last drop of alcohol or of sweat, your choice.
Violet loved her family. They have always been her closest friends, people she'd prefer to spend her weekend with. Vander. Her father is the most caring person the world knows, he'd give his life in exchange for his kids' happiness, he spent his life on providing the best for his kiddos. Their appreciation, love and gratitude were the only things needed to make the old man smile. Vander wasn't their biological father, however he was very close with their mother and father, and when they died, he took them. His brother, Silco, did support his decision, he provided help as much as he could and they still spend every holiday together.
Claggor. He's the very calmness itself. Always there for everyone, the purest soul ever. Clag has always been the one to shut those, who would speak ill of his family and friends. At least, he's been the one to try since, honestly, he's not the most intimidating-looking person ever. He was fond of baking, too. It was, sort of, his love language. Making sure everyone ate, preferably something tasty and there was a rule in their house, you must drink a cup of tea with Claggor's pastry, whatever it is, a cookie or a cake. They typically said "Let's drink pastry" as an invitation for this ritual.
Mylo. He's the "funny" one. It's no secret that he's noisy and annoying, but they loved him anyway. He was bad at filtering out his own jokes, oftenly saying something either offensive or even disturbing. It's him as an adult, but God forbid even remembering how he was as a teenager. Both, Claggor and Mylo, are 27 now, two years older than Vi.
And Powder. The youngest sibling, she's 5 years younger than Vi, 20. Despite being the youngest, she's most definetely the smartest. She's always been passionate about inventions and engineering, she would lock herself up in her room and watch scientific shows and different experiments on YouTube. She also used to spend hours re-watching The Big Bang Theory, and then twice as much time on trying to build something life-changing herself. Everyone in the family is endlessly proud of her, her open-mindness and her desire to do good and help others. Though, at the same time , she is such a pain the ass, Vi knows it better than Mylo and Claggor, as sisters are much closer with each other. Baby blue always speaks her mind, she curses and she never tells sweet lies. This is probably a good thing, but her straightforwardness sometimes had its consequences. And Powder, despite all her zeal, is highly emotional about her life passion. If something - in her mind, anything - goes wrong, she could disappear into herself and blame herself for not being good enough. Vi does everything in her power to help her sister go through these periods, trying to brighten her mood with jokes and gaming evenings.
Putting on one of Vi's casual tank tops on with wide light brown-ish cargo pants, she waved goodbye to her little sister and got to her car. All the things she would need during the day are already in there in her bag, so she merely makes sure she looks decent for the interviews and makes her way to "The Last Drop".
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"Hey," Sevika greets the pink haired woman, whose smile twitches. Literally. "Jeez, worry warm, calm down. If it makes you that stressed you can still change your mind and I'll talk to them myself."
"Over my dead fucking body. I know your criteria isn't even remotely fair," Vi says defensively, crossing her arms.
"What criteria are we talking about? Serious and strong women, who would be resposible enough to keep up with all of our expectations?" Sevika genuinely asks, raising an eyebrow.
"More like someone hot for you to stare at, hag" she corrects her, "We both know you've been single for too long. And I am not letting that affect the choice of our future co-worker."
"I ain't gonna throw hands for this, FYI, I'm not that desperate, jackass," She almost sounds offended, "Still, I got you if you need help, kid."
"Yeah, I know, Sev."
Vi still wanted to do it herself, it meant a lot for her, Sevika did help a lot with the gym, way more than what Vi originally asked her for, but now they are both a big part of this place. She wouldn't make it without Sev's help.
Wiping her sweaty palms against her pants, she was staring at the two question lists prepared for the two candidates that are about to come, thinking about the questions to ask, when she gets knocked out of her thoughts with a loud noise of someone suddenly walking in.
"Hello, I've been told that the interview will be taken here?"
"Hi, yes, please, come and..." Vi slowly turns her head to meet sea dark blue eyes and get stunned for a second, "And sit here." She finishes, offering her hand for a handshake.
You could tell this woman is not wasting her time, she most definetely spends hours working on her body. Tall, with perfectly sculptured body shape, accomponied with the cat-like face of a model with sharp features, those cheekbones could cut Vi in half and she wouldn't mind.
"Thank you."
Oh, and the accent, seriously? Vi, concentrate, that's exactly why you didn't let Sevika interview these candidats.
"My name is Vi Zaun, I am an owner of "The Last Drop", pleasure to meet you." Vi comes back to her senses, forbidding herself from looking unprofessional. "I need you to fill out this form. We will talk right after, okay?"
"Okay. It's nice to meet you, too." She gives her the warmest smile ever with just her eyes.
While the woman is writing her answers on the paper sheet, Vi watches her closely. Not like she is the kind to crush on pretty tall women every now and then, it's the first time she saw a woman this beautiful, that's it. She just got stunned, a mere weak second.
Vi constantly says "I don't do romance" or "I am not made for relationships", and she is hiding behind those excuses. She never opened up about this issue of hers, not even to her sister. There's just this constant voice in the back of her mind, teasing Vi for it. She used to have a hard time due to it, she used to try and fight it, she did even fall for a girl in the past, once. Few of the other ones were silly crushes. It always went down the same rabbit hole, always the same ending, resulting in Vi deciding to just forget the word "relationship".
That's why the girl in front of her only made her heart skip a beat, but not for longer than a second.
"Here," The woman extends a sheet of paper to Vi, waking her up from her thoughts again.
Vi examines the answers attentively, immidiately noticing the last name of the girl, but ignoring it, "Caitlyn Kiramman, 26 years old, graduated TUP," Vi gets silent, almost choking on air, "Law enforcement major? What are you doing here if that's your college major?" Vi genuinely asks in awe.
"Oh, my parents. They wanted me to have a serious job, preferably in politics. I chose law enforcement as a compromise. Is this relevant?" Caitlyn's polite smile fades away.
Vi tenses, "You're right, sorry," pink haired girl shivers from Caitlyn's tone. "So, no experience in coaching, but have been doing pilates and calisthenics for 9 years," Vi gets back on it, making sure her voice is back to normal, "Have you been doing that professionally, or have you been practicing at home?"
"Of course, professionally. I was in the Piltover Calisthenics Team since the age of 15. Before that, I used to train at school." Caitlyn almost sounds shocked with this kind of question. Why would she try to become a coach if she didn't do it professionally before?
"That's impressive. You definetely have an advantage now!" She cheers the blue haired woman up, since she feels like the latter has gotten detached from reality too. "Free on any day of the week, that's good news, it'll be easier to figure out your schedule. How many days do you want, though?"
"I'd want to work five days a week." Kiramman states confidentely.
"Okay, dedicated, aren't we," Vi suddenly gets comfortable talking in a more casual way.
"I'm not looking for a part-time job, that's it." Woman, puts her right leg on her left knee.
"I see. We can work with that."
Vi then explained all the details about the job, wage, payments, rewards, advantages. Listening very carefully, Cait absorbed all the information like a sponge, cutely smiling with a corner of her lips.
"Is that all good with you?" Vi asked to make sure that their work conditions would work for the applicant. "Or maybe you disagree with something?"
"No, I am actually astonished with how suspiciously good the conditions are," Caitlyn shifts her weight on her arms, placed on both her sides, "But I have a question."
"Shoot."
"When can I start?" Caitlyn gives Vi another bright smile that could slaughter thousands.
"I could give a tour right now, and you could try to start tomorrow. Not wasting any of that precious time of yours." Vi notices how the older girl is intensively trying to hide how she's actually in need of something time consuming, or maybe it's that she needed money? Vi couldn't point her finger on it, but she figured the girl needed a quick start.
"Sure! Lead the way."
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"Be here at 9:30am, okay? We always come earlier to talk, discuss some important things and all. Plus, you'll be meeting the other two co-workers, will require time. M'kay?"
Vi just now has realised how damn short she is compared to this goddess. Showing her around didn't take too much time, at least she felt like it, she was mesmerized with Caitlyn's concentrated face. She didn't let herself stare too much, moreover has she been trying to avoid looking at her.
"Okay. Will see you tomorrow, then?" This time Caitlyn offers her hand for a handshake first, giving a reasurring smile to Vi, patiently waiting for her to shake her hand.
"Mhmm. See you." Vi quietly says, giving Cait a tight handshake.
"More like someone hot for you to stare at, my ass!" As soon as the door closes behind the woman, Sevika feels the need to tease Vi. She couldn't help but notice how Vi lost the remainings of her confidence with the view of this blue haired girl.
"Shut the hell up, Sev," Vi clasped her hands to her head, "I was just worried, don't think everyone is like you."
"Who are you kidding, kid? I know you too well, even if the situation is that bad and you actually get nervous, you never actually show your nervousness. And that thing right here," Sevika points her hand at Vi, "Ain't nervous. It's called accept your gay nature and don't admire from afar, kid, you should for once go after someone. How long has it been since your last relationship?"
"Why are we even talking about this?" Vi gets triggered, "I don't like romance, you know it."
"Mhmm, go fool someone else," Sevika puffs, "You do you, but think about yourself for once. Anyway, you do remember the second girl will come soon, too?"
"Shit-", Vi puts her hands on her lips, "I totally forgot there was another girl! I should've told Caitlyn that we'd call her later, fuck." Vi facepalms herself in disbelief.
Sevika laughts at her with no shame, "Sure, lovebird, you don't do romance. I believe you. Was she any good, at least?"
"Objectively, yes," Vi sighs, "Too good. Some sort of a pro, a smartass and, moreover, a Kiramman. But she hasn't had any teachinng experience, since..." woman gets silent, enjoying Sevika's reaction, "since she's been busy finishing TUP as a law enforcer. Can you now imagine how too good she is for us?"
Sevika stands there, both eyebrows raised, cracking, "Look at you. Have you met someone serious for the first time in your life here or what?"
"Oh, shut up."
Vi dramatically turns away from the other woman, making her shake her head in disbelief, somewhat thriving from Vi finally showing some actual human emotions for someone who isn't family. Pink haired one goes back to the staff room, in which the scent of fresh tobacco mixed with the candy-sweet scent of cherries has still been filling the room, echoing from Caitlyn's seat into Vi's lungs.
There was something about her. Vi didn't care about her status or her last name. Sure, she knew the Kirramans - some rich piltie family, a famous surgeon-dad, an authoritarian polititian-mom and their little miss perfect-daughter. That did caught her off guard, but only for a short while. What made her so stunned by her? Vi wasn't sure, was it her unspoken warmth and politiness, or was it her mesmerizing voice and the beauty of a clear night sky? No idea.
And it didn't matter, everyone is allowed to consider someone pretty, when they are.
Vi waited patiently for the next girl to come, and when she did, Vi immediately checked one box, this one was seemingly stronger. Shorter, but stronger. She, unlike the younger Kiramman, looked a lot less stressed, she seemed to be really happy about a simple opportunity.
Damn blondie is a walking sunshine. Literally. She has freckles, which make her look childishly cute.
"Good morning, I'm Maddie! I'm here for the interview!" She said, a little too loudly.
"Hi, yes, take a seat." Vi wasn't impressed by her overly positive attitude, if that's what she was trying to pull.
"Thank you! It's such a nice place!" Maddie started walking towards the center of the room.
Vi gave her the form, "Fill this out, tell me when you're done."
It came out a little too dry, Vi thought to herself. Blondie's smile felt nothing like Caitlyn's. Caitlyn was genuine, she felt actual kindness behind that, whereas this girl's smile gives Vi an ick. She doesn't know her, yet she's always been good at reading people, however, thankfully, no one's been able to crack her own code yet.
"Okay..." A corner of her lips twitched, "And your name is... Vi?"
Vi's eyes narrowed, "Yes, you got that right."
After a couple, yet long silent seconds Maddie added, "Oh, I just did some research on this place. Found your name on the website! And, uhh... It's written on your face?" A nervous chuckle escaped her.
"Fine." Vi didn't really care how exactly did this girl know her name, especially, yeah, with this VI tattoo under her left eye, it was not a biggie.
Maddie finally made her way towards the chair, in which recently sat the opposite of this blondie, making herself comfortable in the seat, smile never leaving her face.
Vi was quick to make up her mind about people, it was out of the question, whether her assumptions are correct or not, she will trust her guts and wait until, perhaps, this person will prove her wrong.
By the time Maddie was done with the form, Vi has already decided.
Ain't no way am I choosing this girl over Caitlyn.
"Madelyn Nolen, 24 years old, graduated..." Vi's eyes widen, "TUP, law enforcement major..."
What the fuck.
She continues, noting to give this a thought later, "5 years of coaching experience? Have you been a trainer since 18?" Vi feels the necessity to clarify this aspect, 'cause it doesn't sound realistic to her.
"Yep," Maddie nods, "Thanks to my own coach, I've been able to train people since I turned 18. I had been training with her for many years before that."
"Got it," Vi knows she should praise her for being so hardworking, but she can't bring herself to, "Now, why do you want to work here? Do you plan to quit your current job for "The Last Drop"? And what are your expectations?"
Vi notices a confused look in Maddie's eyes, "U-uh, I moved here recently, it's getting hard for me to get to my old gym, so... I thought I needed some change!" Blonde girl keeps smiling brightly, "I plan to quit the other job for this place. And uh, for the expectations, I don't have any particular, I think that getting along with your co-workers is the most essential thing!"
Vi didn't need anything else, "Okay, thanks. We'll contact you and inform you of our decision. Have a good day." Vi declared, standing up straight(gay).
Maddie, not seeing a sight of a probable handshake, took the hint and stood up, mumbing a "goodbye", slightly disappointed look in her eyes, yet a polite smile still remaining on her lips.
The door closed behind her, letting Vi finally take a deep breath of relief. It's over.
Vibrations from her phone were unnoticable during this morning, so when she got to see the notifications, Vi saw a thread of messages from her little sister, reminding her of Powder's competition, which, in fact, she actually won.
Pow-pow 12:44pm
VIVIVIVIVIVIVIVIIVIVIIVI
GUESS FUCKIJG WHAT
THAT STUPID ASS BREAKKIE MAKER
THAT YOU LAUGHED AT IN THE MORNING
WON THE BIG PRIZE
KSONINCSPKEMW
FUCK YEAH
Pow-pow 1:22pm
YA HEAR ME PUNK???????????????
Vi 1:24pm
POW??????????????I NEVER UNDERESTIMATED YOUR
INVENTING SKILLS TRUST ME IT WASNT EVIL LAUGHTER??????
IM SO PROUD OF YOU LITTLE GENIUS????????????
Pow-pow 1:24pm
IKR NO ONE IN HFRE IS EVER GONNA BE AT MY LEVEL
Vi 1:25pm
ur a nerd, thats why. still, congrats again!!!! we're so celebrating tonight.
Pow-pow 1:25pm
yeaaaaaa no shit sis >:)
btw bring me a sprite when ur free
Vi 1:26pm
do u want me to go to ur uni just to get u sprite?
Pow-pow 1:26pm
yesh
im a fucking winner dont forget that sis :P
Vi 1:26pm
istg.
okay i'll be there in 20.
Vi smiled at her phone, she never admitted that she was always happy to do any sort of favour for her loved ones.
She didn't have any work until six in the evening, so she freely left the place, unable to wave a goodbye to Sevika, she was training with an individual client.
Taking a deep breath of fresh spring afternoon air, Vi realized she'd prefer to take a walk. Powder's university was about an hourly walk, but she had time. Just a bottle of sprite isn't going to be enough for her sister and she knows in advance that Pow will be jumping in happiness if Vi got her some takeout to eat during the second big break. And she just knew she needed to get her Burger King. And a crown.
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Caitlyn Kiramman was a loner.
She was never a fan of big friend groups, never fitting into any. Everyone had their reservations about her, ever since she was a child. Especially middle school. She's gotten used to being a misfit. Both at school and at home. Mom and dad were nothing more than her providers and roommates. They barely spent time home, working all the time. Despite it all, she's got a gift. Many, actually. Caitlyn had many talents, which were blurred behind her, unfortunately, most noticable two gifts - beauty and money. No one's ever acted natural around her, it was all an act to get into rich and pretty girl's trust. Constantly reminding her, and making it clear as the sky, she won't have real friends. Nor will she have a real lover, who would cherish her for who she is.
That's why, by the age of 17, she changed her ways. Recklessness ached to be shown, and her desire of mere human warmth played dirty.
She stopped ignoring all the girls and boys, who wanted to take her out, she agreed on every date, never backed down from them trying to impress her. Cait was quick to cross out the boys, she just knew it wasn't for her, never telling that to her parents. Her previous loneliness left a scar so big, so many people were needed to heal it. But scars never heal. So, with each passing year, the wounds only became deeper, yet, at least, she's learned to nurse them. It was the same every very single time - a bar, a girl, sneak her into her bedroom or get to that girl's place, sex with no feelings involved, never see each other again. Just as simple as that. Caitlyn wasn't fond of herself, it was not something to be proud of, but she thought it was the only way for her to feel, what people call it, "love". Besides, she was still living a decent life, she studied hard enough to be one of the best students in her university, she did her best in the Callisthenics Team of Piltover, did charity works, everything to be seen as a decent daughter of Cassandra and Tobias Kiramman.
When she turned 21, she made a decision to live separately from her parents, and she moved out, not regretting it ever since.
Up until now.
"Caitlyn, you got to choose your profession, just like you wished, and now what? You're going to throw it all away? All of my and your father's support!? What will you do with the precious life we gave you? Work in a sweaty, low-price gym? What's going to be next, Caitlyn? Eat slop till the end of your life? Live in a rented cockroach-filled apartment? Marry a woman? How else are you going to pervert your life, that we live to support!? We only want what's best for you!"
Yeah, she wanted to take things slow, but her mother didn't exactly approve of her sought career path. So now she's got to take immediate action if she wanted to still be able to feed herself.
She checked any open jobs in gyms, but she was only confident in gymnastics and flexability, and... she found one perfectly suitable vacancy in a gym nearby.
"The Last Drop"? She thought to herself, I remember visiting a bar with the same name. Intruiging.
Caitlyn was happy and grateful, not wasting any time and applying for this job. Soon enough, she got an invintation for an interview. It was nothing special, but the strings of that excitement and victorious sentiment left a pleasant feeling in her chest.
She arrived earlier than what she initially planned, not caring about it a bit, she just hoped they would interview her at this time.
Meeting the glance of a woman sitting in the reception, she dived right into it.
"Hello! I am here for an interview. My name is Caitlyn."
Sevika stood up to see a tall woman walk in, checking her watch, "Hi, Caitlyn. You're early," Sevika glanced her up and down, "I'm Sevika. You can go there, to the staff room, boss's waiting for you."
Caitlyn internally scoffed at that, but didn't say anything out loud, nodding and obediently walking into the staff room, noticing a... goddess? God, those arms...
"Hello, I've been told that the interview will be taken here?"
"Hi, yes, please, come and..." Vi slowly turns her head to meet Cait's eyes, "And sit here." She finishes, offering her hand for a handshake.
Caitlyn is astonished. How can someone have such angelic yet audacious features? The woman in front of her had such celestial grey eyes, that looked so charmingly up at Caitlyn, such perfectly sculpured nose and face shape, those adorable freckles. And on the other side there are scars, a nose piercing and a small tattoo under her eye, a latin number 6. She immediately wants to get to know her.
"Thank you."
"My name is Vi Zaun, I am an owner of "The Last Drop", pleasure to meet you, I need you to fill out this form. We will talk right after, okay?"
And her voice? It sounded so soothing, smoothly stroking Cait's ears.
"Okay. It's nice to meet you, too." She is now even more happy about this job.
Caitlyn hates the feeling. She now needs to write all of her irrelevant past down, has to reveal herself. She wishes she had more... anonymous time with this Vi Zaun. Just talk a little... She wants to, truly, but she can't bring herself to start a random conversation mid-interview, so she just does what's requested.
"Here," The woman extends a sheet of paper to Vi, who seems like she's way too deep in her thoughts.
Vi looks at the sheet, "Caitlyn Kiramman, 24 years old, graduated TUP," Vi gets silent, almost choking on air, "Law enforcement major? What are you doing here if that's your college major?" Vi genuinely asks in awe.
"Oh, my parents. They wanted me to have a serious job, preferably in politics. I chose law enforcement as a compromise. Is this relevant?" Caitlyn's polite smile fades away. Of course she needed to emphasise this part.
Vi tenses in her seat, "You're right, sorry. So, no experience in coaching, but have been doing pilates and calisthenics for 9 years," Vi gets back on it, sounding pretty normal again, "Have you been doing that professionally, or have you been practicing at home?"
"Of course, professionally. I was in the Piltover Calisthenics Team since the age of 15. Before that, I used to train at school." Caitlyn is shocked with this kind of question. In what mad world would she try to become a coach if she didn't do it professionally before?
"That's impressive. You definetely have an advantage now!"
Gosh, was that cheesy.
"Free on any day of the week, that's good news, it'll be easier to figure out your schedule. How many days do you want, though?"
"I'd want to work five days a week." Caitlyn states confidentely.
"Okay, dedicated, aren't we," Vi suddenly sounds more natural, as if she doesn't like putting an act, too...
"I'm not looking for a part-time job, that's it." Woman, puts her right leg on her left knee.
"I see. We can work with that."
Vi then explained all the details about the job, wage, payments, rewards, advantages. Listening very carefully, Cait absorbed all the information like a sponge, cutely smiling with a corner of her lips, ripping herself from the thoughts of Vi's arms and eyes.
"Is that all good with you?" Caitlyn needed a second to realize what was the question, before Vi casually continues, "Or maybe you disagree with something?"
"No, I am actually astonished with how suspiciously good the conditions are," Caitlyn shifts her weight on her arms, placed on both her sides, "But I have a question."
"Shoot."
"When can I start?" Caitlyn gives Vi another bright smile, so glad about how things are turning out.
"I could give a tour right now, and you could try to start tomorrow. Not wasting any of that precious time of yours."
So that's how you speak, when you're not dissembling. Cute.
"Sure! Lead the way."
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"Be here at 9:30am, okay? We always come earlier to talk, discuss some important things and all. Plus, you'll be meeting the other two co-workers, will require time. M'kay?"
During the entire tour, Caitlyn couldn't keep her eyes off of Vi, the woman was shorter than her, making her even more adorable than what she already is. It's just impossible.
But Cait knew Vi was out of "to fuck" list. First of all, she is (very likely) going to be her boss, secondly, she seemed too good to be a nameless one-time in Cait's list. Whoever this woman is, she deserves more.
Better.
"Okay. Will see you tomorrow, then?" This time Caitlyn offers her hand for a handshake first, giving a reasurring smile to Vi, patiently waiting for her to shake her hand, humbling herself.
"Mhmm. See you." Vi quietly says, giving Cait a tight handshake.
"More like someone hot for you to stare at, my ass!" Were the last words Caitlyn heard, echoing from the gym she just left, giggling a bit on Sevika's comment.
That was an intriguing beginning of something... new. Yeah, new life for Caitlyn.
But why is it still so empty inside?
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"Wanna repeat that?"
Caitlyn's glass's been empty for quite a while now, as she caught herself zoning out, she immediately answers to the man behind the bar, "Yes, thanks."
The morning's interview's left an itchy feeling of chronophobia, reasons are not so arduous to realize, thus Caitlyn's made a decision of filling the inner emptyness with some alcohol. Besides, she considered the memory of the bar with the same name as the gym a sign for her to get loose tonight.
Sipping her recent favourite, Cosmopolitan, she took a better view of this place, since it's changed a bit from the previous time she'd been here. Or it's because that last time she paid more attention to the girl in a very revealing dress. It was not noisy, it's more of a pub. Most of the guests are men, so you'd be lucky to catch a girl in such place. It is cozy, though. There is plenty of detail, dozens of attributes from other countries, pictures. Many baubles, in short. Caitlyn only saw two women in this pub at the moment, both were at the same big table with 4 other men. And both, undoubtedly, gorgeous, but one of them - too young-looking, and the other - not Cait's type.
Guess Im'ma drown my loneliness not in some woman, but in this glass tonight, Caitlyn thought to herself miserably, walking dizzily to the restroom, rocking to the side right next to the ladies' room's door, which opened unexpectedly.
"Oop-, sorry," Caitlyn closed her eyes apologetically, as didn't think someone would be there.
"Caitlyn?"
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HI FOLKS! It's my first actual ass ff that I'm so excited about! Imma try to post like once a week or so. Thank y'all so much for reading it. I'd be happy to read any comments!
See ya!
-Kat C